Poxy Lips - Mekons

Far down the river

Out in the darkness

Something’s out there

Soft red heart

Aye aye, my merry lads

It’s a lively tale, this to tell

Give it a taste, it’s worth bottling

We’ll do some dancing here!

Black spot, white wigs

Sophistication

Lace cuffs, thick fingers

Test the fine steel

Aye aye, my merry lads

It’s a lively tale, this to tell

Give it a taste, it’s worth bottling

We’ll do some dancing here!

Gently the blade slides

Thru sweet white flesh

The warm blood falls

Fills the glass up

Aye aye, my merry lads

It’s a lively tale, this to tell

Give it a taste, it’s worth bottling

We’ll do some dancing here!

Tracks in history

Like piss in the snow

Poxy lips foul breath

Just get up and go!

Diseases epidemical in this country

Are tyrannical oppression

And the want of necessities of life

No. A Merry life and a short one

Shall be my motto.

Woooo!